On writers
Be brief. There is no use for meandering sentences here. No rose garden esthetics. I have seen the writers for what they, all to many of them, are. Amateurs at narcissism. Where did it start? The desire to crack everything wide open. To put it all out there. The silly hope that there still is ...
Te only thing more important than health, is a sense of purpose.
Observation
What i am is also: world The world that was repelling me Or so i felt The world in which i had no say Not even about moving some of her smallest parts I feel embarrassed. So trivial my thoughts So puny my process. My time. I watch an ant that i don’t smash Walking ...
We breathe calmly. The word purpose agitates. Propos, to 'put forth' says the etymology. We are familiar with a hierarchy of purposes. At the end of a curious child's inquisitive series of "why?" every adult will resort to "just because". The purpose of growing up is to contribute to society. The purpose of society is ...
Meditation on purpose
We sit still with our eyes closed. In the distance, across the fields, are green hills. Alright, this is my concrete situation perhaps not yours. Never mind. The why-question or more precisely the what are we here for question is personally daunting. So much so, that we assume we can hardly help each other finding ...
A dream in the office
they hover over their plastic faces to greet you and shake you with their immaculate prosthetics do not to disturb the raging polyps of trust you came here, dressed in a thin illusion to overdose your mind on fluorescent dayshifts to do jawflips for a crustaceous boss who wanks silently under his desk in the ...
The Virtue of Giving Up
In our culture people who "give up" anything but drugs, are considered losers. Why is that? The logic is as follows: [1] You conscientiously choose a task, and because we consider you a rational being, the task is to achieve a certain purpose; [2] You work hard on the task, and it goes more or ...